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Laura Orr, 34, from Hull, got more than a cuppa at her service station…

Grabbing a muffin and filling up a coffee cup, I rushed to the till.

I was on my way to work, and had just enough time to pop into my local Sewell on

the go service station for a quick breakfast.

‘Just these please,’ I said, placing my items on the counter.

But there, staring at me across the counter, was a beaming smile. The man at the till was a dish! I could feel my face turning red. ‘Thank you, Craig,’ I said, spotting his name badge. We ended up chatting for a few minutes.

I told him that I was a single mum to Lea, nine, and Layton, five, and Craig explained that he had a three-year-old son, Mason, and was also single. Later that evening, on Facebook, I noticed a familiar face among my cousin Thomas’s friends. It was Craig! Fancy a chat? I typed. Soon, Craig and I set up a date, and a week later, we met at the pub. Craig, 28, was warm, charming and very mature, and by the following year, he’d moved in with me and the kids. His son Mason was living with his mum. That October, while my kids were away with their dad, Craig and I went to York for the weekend. As we passed the trusty Sewell garage,

Craig suggested popping in for a coffee.

As the Costa machine whirred into life, spurting out Craig’s latte, he offered me a carrier bag. ‘Here, take this,’ he said. Nosily, I peeked in. Inside was a bracelet charm, spelling out the words Marry Me.

My eyes flashed to Craig, who was shaking like a leaf, pulling a ring box out from his pocket. ‘Really?’ I gasped. ‘I wanted to propose at the spot where we first met,’ Craig said.

‘Yes!’ I cried, throwing my arms around him.

Craig slid a beautiful diamond ring on my finger.

Little did we know that Craig’s romantic proposal was caught on the shop’s CCTV cameras!

And the manager was kind enough to give us the footage, so we can watch it back whenever we want.

The wedding is planned for next summer, and no doubt it will Costa fortune – so if a certain company would like to do the catering, we’re all ears!